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Sam woke the next morning to the smell of bacon. She groaned as she was now wide-awake and knew she would not be going back to sleep. But on the other hand, if she got up now, she'd be served yet another hot meal. Deciding this was a good thing, Sam crawled out of bed and went to the bathroom.
Daniel heard rushing water coming from Sam's master bath, so he figured his plan of waking her up had succeeded. When she emerged into the kitchen, robe wrapped neatly around her, she smiled at Daniel and told him good morning. "Morning? It's been afternoon for forty-five minutes Sam."
Sam gasped and immediately looked at the clock on the microwave. He wasn't lying. "I better call Janet." She said, standing up and reaching for the phone. Daniel thought about telling her that he'd already called Janet, but knew it wouldn't do any good. "Hello Jan. How did they do? Did they keep you up all night? Good. No, we were thinking of seeing a movie later this afternoon. We'll come by and pick them up afterwards, is that ok? Ok. Thanks Janet. I'll leave my phone on vibrate in the movie if you need me. Yeah, I'll talk to you before we go in. Thanks. Bye." Sam hung up the phone and turned to Daniel. "She says they are fine."
Daniel didn't comment, but instead he put a plate full of bacon, pancakes, and scrambled eggs in front of her. Sam grinned at the sight and placed her plate on the table, then headed back to the kitchen to grab some coffee. Daniel followed her, carrying his own plate, a cup of coffee, and the morning newspaper. "You pick." He said, placing the paper with the movie times face up. Sam smiled and perused the paper, a luxury she hadn't had since the twins were born.
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Dr. Ralk was asking Jon questions. He had been for the last hour. "Are you married?"
"I don't know."
"Have any kids?"
"I don't know."
"What planet are you from?"
"I. Don't. Know." Jon said stubbornly.
Dr. Ralk sighed. "I am merely trying to help you."
"I don't know anything."
"Jon, try."
"I am dammit!" Jon shouted. "Don't you think I want to know who the hell I am?"
Jenki came rushing up to the doctor, face flushed and holding a bag. "Sir, Majler just found these." She handed Dr. Ralk the bag.
"What is it?" He asked, clearly annoyed that he'd been interrupted.
"The things we found on Mr. Jon." She said sheepishly, realizing that she would probably get yelled at for not having brought these sooner.
Dr. Ralk emptied the contents of the bag on Jon's lap. Jon picked up a few items and studied them. Nothing triggered his memory. Until he found a golden band. "Hey doc, remember when you asked me if I'm married?" Jon asked, placing the ring on his left ring finger.
"Yeah?"
"Well….I think I am." Jon said, studying his left hand. Too bad that was the hand with the missing thumb.
Dr. Ralk smiled. "Remember anything about her?"
Jon shut his eyes, trying to concentrate. After a few moments nothing popped up and he gave up. He shook his head in defeat.
"Well, you should rest anyway. Eat some food, get some sleep, and I'll see you this afternoon." Dr. Ralk clapped the man on the back.
A/N Thanks for the suggestions on nicknames…I just might use one or two. And I know this chapter is short, sorry. Be glad its fairly long, as I'm the queen of short cliffhanger chapters. Thanks for the reviews!